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Thursday, August 15, 2013

Today is the 15th of August – a date that has a very special meaning and
significance for all Indians, wherever they may be in this world.

For it was on the 15th of August 1947 that India got its
independence from British rule.

This date is therefore understandably celebrated by Indians. It is a
national holiday in the country too.

Such an occasion is also a good moment to reflect on the state of the
nation. What its achievements are, how it has got to where it is, what its
aspirations are, and what needs to happen for it to meet its aspirations.

Before I do my bit of reflection along these lines, my mind goes back to
Independence Day 1972.

I was then in primary school. As usual, Independence Day was a holiday
but there were events lined up by the school to celebrate the day.

There would be the usual flag unfurling by the Chief Guest, there would
be a March Past at 7.00 or 7.30 a.m where we would salute the flag as we
marched past it. Later that day, there would be some sports events, mainly
athletics.

Like most of my friends, I would enjoy the day. Dressed in uniform but
wearing white canvas shoes, it was a day of great joy and pride for all of us.
When the flag would be unfurled and all those petals would come down, we would
all heartily clap and our chests would swell with pride.

This would be the school routine every year. I specifically remember, and
mention, 1972 because I remember it was the Silver Jubilee year of independence
and we had even more activities and events lined up that day. The mood was very upbeat – the war against
Pakistan had been won in December 1971, so this was the first Independence Day
after that achievement.

(Of course, a year later, the OPEC financial crisis happened and
inflation went through the roof. A couple of years later, Emergency was
declared and the 70s in India suddenly began looking different. I was too young
then to understand the rationale or significance of these events, though I did
notice the price of Coca Cola significantly going up. But even at that young
age, since I used to read the newspaper regularly, I could notice changes
happening, even if I didn’t understand why.)

The other non-school related elements of Independence Day used to have a
comfortable ritualistic feel about them. The Prime Minister would address the
nation, there would be patriotic songs played on radio. No radio programme on
Independence Day was complete without airing “kar chale hum fidaa jaan-o-tan saathiyon”. We didn’t have a TV in
those days but later when we did get one, we would see the Doordarshan film on
Independence Day.

Those memories still linger on in my mind, although forty years have
passed since. The rituals continue to this day – even today, the PM of India
addresses the nation from the ramparts of the Red Fort in Delhi. Even today,
All India Radio plays patriotic songs on Independence Day. Even today, there is
the flag unfurling ceremony and there are March Pasts all across the country.

Even today, in schools, there must be excited children waiting for
Independence Day, wearing bright white canvas shoes and waiting excitedly for
the Chief Guest to unfurl that flag. The players are different, the rituals are
still much the same.

This is part of tradition now. And, whatever our reservations about a
whole host of things, I am glad that we still perpetuate these traditions, at
least for the sake of the youth and children of this nation. They need to grow
up with a sense of pride and belief in their country – and these rituals,
though they may only be symbolism, help in building this sense in them.

Later in life, as they discover more about their country, they may not
have quite as rosy a picture of it as in their childhood. But I think every
child deserves to live with pride in his country and hope for its future. It is
hard to find a sadder spectacle in society than a disillusioned and embittered
child. If a child has no hope, society has no hope.

This now ties in, even if somewhat uncomfortably, with my reflection on
the state of the nation.

(I want to clarify that my views are about the country as a whole, not
about any political party.)

It would not be unfair to say this this is one of the most sobering
Independence Day celebrations that we’ve had in a long time. I thought last
year was sobering enough, but this year seems to be a notch lower in terms of
people’s moods and spirits. If last year, cynicism had entered the public
mindset and found its place, this year its roots deepened as it firmly
entrenched itself across the national psyche.

It’s not hard to see where this cynicism is coming from. Every day when we
open the newspapers (or read news on the net), it’s not difficult to see that
there’s not exactly a whole lot of good news to read about, is there?

From bad economic news (rising inflation, rising fiscal deficit, falling
rupee, falling industrial production) to bad governance news (rising crime,
increasing corruption and scams) to the rising risk to internal security
(thanks to an increasingly fractured social fabric due to religion-based or
deprivation-based divisiveness), there is not very much for Indians to feel
good about their country right now.

Many Indians today have no trust in their government or in their
institutions, be it the police or the judicial system or the media or any other
institution. There is a sense of lack of accountability across the board for
those in power and in positions of responsibility. And, at the same time, a
sense of helplessness amongst those who have ironically vested in these
powerful people this power.

While this is understandable, it is clearly not a healthy
situation. Many Indians are celebrating this Independence Day with a hollow
feeling within. I have already had people telling me “what’s there to
celebrate?”. Some are even questioning whether they are really independent.
Their feeling is that they may have got freedom from British rule but are now being ruled by a different set of rulers, albeit Indian.

My mind often goes back to our Founding Fathers and to those who fought
for freedom from the British. What struggle they must have gone through! So
many of them sacrificed their lives. So many spent years in jail.

Even when they did wrest independence, India was a very fragile newborn.
There were communal riots and a lot of tension. There were 500+ kingdoms/states to be
united as part of the same nation. There was rampant poverty. There was rampant
illiteracy.

Despite all this, those Founding Fathers persevered. They had a dream,
they had come this far in getting independence for India, they were not going
to slacken their efforts. Although Gandhiji died soon after independence, the
rest took upon themselves the task of building the country in right earnest.
They came up with the Indian Constitution, which in itself is a tremendous
achievement and the basis for running the nation.

If they were alive today and could see the state of the nation, how
would those Founding Fathers feel?

Would they be proud of today’s India? Is this the India they dreamt of?
Have we done justice to their dreams?

The famous words, as if spoken by our Founding Fathers, “Hum laaye hain toofan se kashti nikaal ke,
is desh ko rakhna mere bachon sambhaal ke” ring in my ears. And I cannot
help feeling somewhat ashamed that we might just have let them down.

We are not answerable only to our Founding Fathers. We are also
answerable to our future generations.

Our children and grandchildren will inherit the India that we leave for
them. Just as we inherited the India that our Founding Fathers left us
with.

Are we leaving them an India that they can be proud of? That they would
be happy living in?

Let me not paint too bleak a picture here. To be fair, we have come a
long way. It is not all just doom and gloom.

India today is counted among the more powerful countries in the world,
even if it is still tagged (as it was way back in 1972, when I can recall this
tag) as a developing nation and not a developed nation.

And very importantly, inspite of the occasional threat to it, we are
still a proudly pluralistic nation.

And we are still a vibrant democracy, where we have (at least on paper)
a choice in who we elect to represent us in Parliament.

But all this is not enough. There is still a long, long way to go. And
all of us know it. There is no point in fooling ourselves.

Now, we can keep complaining about all that’s wrong with the system and
in the country. But the fact is that we ourselves are responsible for the
society and nation we build. Each society builds itself, it is not built from
outside. We need to stop blaming the British (they left the country 66 years ago) and look at ourselves.

In a sense, we are both the problem and the solution. We haven’t quite
taken proper care of the country that our forefathers fought so dearly for. And
yet, only we can solve our problems.

I believe it starts with a belief
that we can – and will – stem the rot. If we give up, saying “nothing can be
done”, the battle is already lost. Sure, the problems facing the country are
huge, but they are not insurmountable.

We need to realise that as an independent country, India is only
66 years old – and in the lifetime of a country, this is nothing. You could
even say much of what has happened is part of the churn from a colonial mindset
to an independent, confident mindset. "Power to the masses" is a great slogan but these are masses who are used to having been ruled for centuries.

Following on this belief, there must be a strong desire, a burning passion to change. Passion does strange
things – it makes people far more powerful than they think themselves capable
of being. If everybody just wants to run away from the problem (“let somebody
else fix it”), we deserve whatever mess we get.

Following on this belief and passion, we need a community spirit. There is only so much an individual can do. Even
Gandhiji, for all his belief and passion, would never have succeeded if he had
not got the support of the millions of Indians who went along with him. And
this spirit must cut across all the barriers that we have placed on ourselves –
barriers of religion, of caste, of class, of language.

And then of course, action. Finally
all this has to culminate into a series of actions that will deliver us the
India we dream of. It is not enough to just discuss or to write books – we need
to translate all this into action. And
though we have our unique issues, I do think it would help perhaps to learn
from experiences of other nations. What do they do well that we don’t? It’s
important to keep an open mind and learn from others.

I could go on and on – I have a lot more to say on this subject. But I
think I’ll take a break for now. It’s already become a long post and perhaps I’m
beginning to get a bit preachy. I do tend to get carried away, my
apologies.

I’d like to end this particular post with one point though that I’d like
all Indians to remember.

Today we are a free country. And despite everything that’s not going
right, this freedom is something that we hold – and need to hold - very special
to our hearts. It didn't come easy.

This freedom allows us to hold our heads up high. It allows us to express
our opinions freely – something that we were not allowed to do during colonial
rule.

2 comments:

You have done something wonderful here Raja. Instead of just sending a text wishing everyone a Happy Independence Day and putting up a poster on facebook, you have made everyone (who reads this post) THINK.

We really need to THINK about our country and then ACT.

I do feel most of us WANT to do something but are directionless. We are leader-less.

I am hoping better minds will be able to come up with some constructive suggestions.